Attention friends! I have decreed that we should all gather and celebrate being together in this strange time and place. There shall be a party at my living quarters this coming week ending. If you can see this message, you are invited. There will be weak Midgardian spirits, and delicious delicacies for all and sundry to consume and imbibe at your leisure! Let us eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we may die!
[Private to Loki] *added later
Loki, there are two beings who have need of glamours to function on Midgard. One is an alien who is green. Another requires a disguise to conceal his identity. Would you help them if they asked it of you?